Twenty Weeks, Third Baby

Twenty weeks today--halfway there, or so, right?  My second baby was a week early, so that means something.  At least in my head, haha.

I had an appointment with my fabulous midwife this week.  20 lbs up (which is good for me--I start my pregnancies really low, and gain fast) but definitely a bit dehydrated--I'm blaming that on Disney.  She was able to find the baby's heartbeat via fetoscope (somewhat like this one), which I prefer to doppler.  The heartbeat was in the 140s.  I wish I had kept better records of my first two pregnancies and the heart rates.

I have started feeling occasional movement, probably once a day at least.  I always feel reassured when I can feel movement regularly, even if it can be a false sense of security.

My 6 year old is fascinated with the measurements and motions my midwife goes through to check on the baby and me.  She tries to feel my uterus and is really interested in hearing the baby's heartbeat.  She has even tried to use her stethoscope to listen!  My newly-turned-three year old hardly even notices what is happening!  Age, gender, or personality differences--who knows?!  Probably all of the above!